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10-07-2014, 09:12 PM
I think to myself that she might have cursed at me, but no, would she? The tentative way that she says it, I can't imagine that she would ever be rude to someone else. So I say nothing in response. The stallion, on the other hand, would probably enjoy stabbing my through the head with those strange horns on his head. I snort at his retort that it is night and not day. Does he not know that 'g'day' can be used during the evening as well? Am I so blind that I cannot see night and day? Of course not you dumb fool. I throw him a cool but callous look, not bothering to answer his insult. He grumbles at me, and I ignore it. I turn my attention back to the mare as she introduces herself as Dröm of the Falls. I snuffle a little at recognition. I haven't seen her around, of course, but then there are many that I haven't met even as a Legatus. I look back to the stallion as he introduces himself - Panzram. I stare at him unimpressed.
I fail to introduce myself in return, not interested in giving Panzram an ounce of information about myself. He's going to be an ass to me and I shall be an ass to him. Tit for tat. I grunt at him, then bow my head politely to Dröm. "A pleasure to meet you Miss, we should rendezvous at home sometime." Of course I have indicated that I am from the Falls, for those smart enough to listen. Stupid creatures would not catch on. I lift my head again and watch the gruff stallion carefully. He acts like a teenager caught in the middle of trying to seduce the hot girl in school. To me it doesn't seem as if anything has happened, and I am no more in his way than he is in his own way. I remain silent now, waiting for them to respond should they choose to. I'm a little too sullen and wary to say much more.
Tag: @[Dröm]
Slowly fixing the errors from our previous posts. lol
Rostislav
more than a drunken fool
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